For the following day, Andrew insisted that Alex stay at his place to work on their homework. Alex agreed quickly after he suggested the idea and walked over to her dorm to pack her book bag with all the books and papers that she would need. When she came back, Andrew sprawled out onto the floor with his book open and a highlighter in hand. Alex sat legs crossed diagonally from him with the same materials in hand. She took out a pack of note cards and a pencil to jot down all the vocabulary words that she would be quizzed on the following week.

Several hours passed and they both had nearly finished the assignments for the week. Alex leaned back so she was staring at the ceiling and she stretched her arms above her head. Andrew watched the navy tank top reveal her semi-toned midsection as she did this. Her eyes closed and she let out soft sigh before resting her hands on her stomach and titling her head to look at him with a lazy smile. He slowly moved his gaze over the upper part of her body and smiled back.

"We should go out to eat or something," Alex suggested as she propped herself up on her elbows. "I'm starving!" Only then did Andrew stop letting his penis think for him and realize that he too was hungry.

"Good idea. What sounds good to you?" he asked, stacking his books on the table beside the sofa.

"Um, Chinese!" Alex answered as she matched his actions.

"Chinese it is," he concluded with light chuckle as he watched her lean frame bend over to pick up the pencil she had dropped. He mentally noted that her rear was nicely rounded before quickly discarded the thought.

'Goddamn hormones,' he thought as he slid on his shoes. Alex followed suit and picked up her grey cardigan from the floor. It had fallen sometime ago without either of the two noticing. When she bent down in front of him, Andrew had to shake off the image that had constructed in his mind. He let out a frustrated sigh as he locked up and followed her to his car.

'Don't fuck this up, Andrew,' he told himself.